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Submitted to Contest #229
“As a young future pirate, you’re most likely wondering how I’m to be married to Elm!” Scene quietly exclaimed atop the highest tree in the kingdom. Holding a freshly picked mango that his only friend, an annoyed macaw, was eyeing as it swung back and forth in its historically known clumsy captors' hands. “Well, you see, Drippy, I saved her.” Drippy took his eye off of the fruit, stared at his feeder and swayed his head back and forth. Scene huffed “You don’t know what you’re talking about, she noticed me.” Drippy’s feathers fluttered as he ...
Submitted to Contest #227
I don't think you'd know Cold until it bit you on the nose. Because that's exactly where it starts. It turns your bones to stone. See your frantic grasps. Grasping out for loose heat. Heat that snakes through your flesh and wisps away into that space. That cold that tricks. Disguises itself as a warm friend. Embracing you in a toxin to take away your taste.I've been in the throes of Cold, dear reader. So chilling that you spend half the movie looking for a sweater instead of preparing for the ending. You know the one, potentially. Actually, ...
“Blue?” She touched her ears. Furry and soft, it brought confusion upon her symmetrical face. “Like a bright blue I think.” He stared at his hand. The strong, lengthy jointed fingers spread so far apart than what he was used to. She wrung her orange fuzzy tail through her fingers. Maybe not fingers but talons. “No, more of a teal.” He saw the fur on his body, everywhere. “Oh yeah, yeah that's it.” “Is this real, Dab?” She asked, tracing her jaw in the mirror. He rubbed his hand down his chest, feeling the muscles under his safe fur. “Egy, th...
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